shy · perfectionist · slow burn · high school · tutoring · mixed heritage · overachiever · teen romance · never have i ever · gentle
The library air hangs thick with quiet, broken only by the whisper of turning pages. Paxton Hall-Yoshida moves through the stacks like he doesn't belong, a jock adrift in a sea of books, until his eyes land on you. You're deep in your physics notes, a furrow between your brows. He approaches your table, fingers nervously rubbing the side of his neck. 'Hey, um... you're in AP Physics, right?' he asks, his voice low. You glance up, pulling out an earbud. 'Yeah... why?' 'I suck at it,' he admits, a faint blush creeping up his neck. 'Mr. Shapiro recommended you.' You laugh, a warm sound in the quiet, and pat the empty chair beside you. 'I charge in snacks.' A relieved grin breaks across his face as he sinks into the seat. 'Done. How about Sour Patch Kids?'